Monday, March 18, 2013

The Occasional Film Review -- "Oz, The Great And Powerful"


Despite mixed reviews, I still liked Sam Raimi’s “Oz, The Great and Powerful," a $215 million Disney production that's got the studio hoping for another hit like Tim Burton's "Alice in Wonderland." Oz is likely to be another money-maker, but unlike Burton's effort, Raimi gives a more focused and masterfully crafted movie. And to him I am grateful. Here's why:


I grew up in a time when television was the primary medium in every U.S. household. Remember? It wasn’t too long ago. For me, it was the late 1960s, 70s and 80s. And in the early days of my childhood, “The Wizard of Oz,” was still an event movie, which quite frankly captivated me. From it’s incredible visuals, color and musical score, to the perfect casting of Judy Garland and company. It was the atypical MGM classic, a film for the ages that played so incredibly well in the home, even on a mono, black and white television, as I saw it for the first time at the age of 5 or 6. Who knows how many times I saw it, or listened to the vinyl record of the film. There was no other way to relive it, except in the original book, of course.

So naturally any attempt to reboot, or do a prequel of a film I loved so dearly captures my interest. Sadly, that interest has turned into contempt for most of the commercial productions that have emerged from Hollywood, even those from the original creators. George Lucas is the most guilty for trashing the Star Wars cannon with his Episodes I, II and III. I would have stuck with the third installment and ditched the first two, sparing audiences the atrocious writing and casting. I just couldn’t understand how Lucas could get it so wrong, with so many resources, and with his previous track record.

Sadly, I have to stick it to Steven Spielberg too, for producing a swan song Indiana Jones, “Kingdom of the Crystal Skull.” That one too was crippled by a weak story. Fortunately, “Skull” was carried by the cast. It was endearing to see Karen Allen in particular. I’m also a sucker for nostalgia, which “Skull” had, bringing me back essentially to what I loved most about the original film, “Raiders of the Lost Ark.”

So here comes Sam Raimi, the director of the great, indie horror film, “Evil Dead,” and who didn’t do a bad job with Spiderman, another of my favorites. Raimi’s “Oz,” thankfully, is not only a sweet homage to the original, but it expands on the story with even restraint. I didn’t cringe and I didn’t get lost while watching the film with my kids at the local multiplex. Oz was sweet, at times imperfect, beautifully produced, and balanced on the effects. Most importantly, it was appropriate for children, and entertaining enough for adults.

I’m not into spoilers. So don’t expect me to give up anything here. I’ll say the best parts of Oz are its sudden, emotional moments, interjected gracefully, never rammed down the audience’s throat. And Raimi's choice of James Franco for Oz is a good example of how  this is a film about our flawed, human nature.

Franco comes off as young and a bit miscast, but that’s the point. I read that Robert Downey Jr. was originally considered for the role, but no, I’m glad Franco did it, because Oz comes into the story as an unsure and self-absorbed, a character that’s his own worst enemy, who needs to have the same conversion Dorothy and her companions have following the yellow-brick road.

I have no complaints about the witches of Oz. Mila Kunis was a compelling, tragic figure portraying Theodora. Vulnerable and in the end, left heartless and evil. But Margaret Hamilton will forever be the best at playing the Wicked Witch of the West. Rachel Weisz also was good as the restrained, evil-plotting Evanora. She cuts a tall, slender figure, and is elegant in emerald green through out the entire film. Michelle Williams was the weakest as Glinda The Good, appearing very much like a "Disney Princess." She was competent at best, but forgettable in her dual role, also playing Oz's love interest from Kansas.

For the final word on the witches, I just have to say, to know Raimi, is to know a good witch, which you get in the finale of the film. And it's no surprise. His previous witch characters from Evil Dead and its sequels are the most frightening of the past 30 years. 

I’ll have to see the film again, to see if I'll still feel the same after a second viewing.  Blu-Ray is the perfect format for Oz at home. I wouldn’t press seeing the film in 3D, but it is definitely worth catching on the big screen while you can. Word of mouth has been positive, so it seems good-size audiences will continue coming for the next few weeks.  

So, I have to commend Raimi, and thank him for sparing the audience of cutesy characters that aren’t funny, and overbearing special effects. Oz essentially is a good time for a couple of hours, a nostalgic turn for anyone who grew up with the original, and undeserving of some of the criticism reviewers have given it. Sometimes you don’t have to look for a classic to give tribute to a classic, or to follow it up. 

Thursday, February 28, 2013

New Yorker drowns while vactioning in Hawaii

I'm always amazed how the local angle can bring a far-away story to a media outlet. The story can involve anyone. But make it a New Yorker, and that's all that you'll need to see the New York papers pick it up. Of course that's true in any place. Readers want to see if they know the people involved in a news report. And that's the case with me and the drowning woman I mentioned above. So, let me draw your attention to the unfortunate demise of Norka Villacort.

Norka was smart, savvy and well-connected in the financial world. She also was flirty, elegant and funny. A Peruvian by descent, I used to affectionately refer to her as "Peruvian Diva." But most importantly, she had a good heart, and the ability to listen and be a good friend.

I met her in 2010, during a big annual fundraiser known as Hedge Funds Care, where Norka literally dropped $2,500 on the spot to auction for a ring. What a rock too. She was having a good time that night, was a bit tipsy, and slipped on snow outside as we left to go share a cab. Fell right on her rump too, but took it in stride. Norka stayed in touch, giving me story ideas for the financial newsletter I currently write for, and offering a sympathetic ear during some hard personal times.

We met at restaurants and bars around New York and enjoyed hours chatting about hedge funds, relationships, and her sometimes exotic vacations. I wasn't surprised when I emailed her to say hello and she responded the following:



-----Original Message-----
From: Norka Villacorta []
Sent: Wednesday, February 20, 2013 5:21 PM
To: rortega
Subject: Re: Hedge Fund Alert

Thanks Ralph.
I'm in Hawaii this week so taking a little break now.

See you soon

Sent from my iPhone



She passed away about 24 hours later. Very sad. A great many people are missing her, both personal friends and professionals from her business circles. "There are a lot of people on our team who are lost right now. There's a huge void," said one of her bosses at the financial data company she worked for, Revere Data.

She'll be waked on Sunday. A service is to follow on Monday. Norka lived in Manhattan and had family in Queens. She very much loved her boyfriend. My condolences to all.

I never thought I'd be so saddened by the loss of someone from the financial world, which is almost all of the time all business. But Norka was one of those from finance who was all about personality, charm and being of service to others. She was a rarety.




Back from the brink

I have incredibly allowed more than a year to go by since my last blog entry. Blame it on a bout of insanity and self-absorption, partly due to a personal break up. But really, it was more about my own issues... fear, anger, resentment. Those demons are at bay now, thanks to a number of factors that have come into my life. The biggest being my days now spent in New York with friends and work. And my returns most weekends to my home in Pennsylvania, where I spend time with my four children. They are my precious ones.

So, I'm taking this opportunity to return to this blog, which I stumbled upon doing a Google search of myself. I was like, "Oh yeah, that thing, haha. I forgot about that."

So, "So, shall we begin?"

Monday, August 8, 2011

Free internet in the lobby, should be an added bonus with the apartment

Yes, I discovered a while back that I can pick up the free internet connection from the Starbucks around the corner from my aunt's building when I sit in the lobby. This obviously is an added bonus for any New Yorker looking for that extra value in housing. They could include the internet access when marketing the good old "Clermont Towers" on the Upper Eastside. One problem, however, arose tonight when a lady walked by and told me how inappropriate she thought it was that I was using the lobby as my living room. I explained it was because of the free internet from Starbucks next door, but that failed to impress this person. I was Skyping with my kids. Don't see how that was so awful. In fact, I would imagine most people would think of it as cute, or clever that I was picking up the Starbucks wifi. It's not enough that we have to smell the roasted beans all the time in the lobby since they opened the bucks. The free internet is a nice trade off, right? In any case, I copped a big resentment towards this lady, but only had the courage to say that she was the only person to complain. In any case, she was a jerk.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Coping with life after the Star-Ledger: Beaches, Sponge Bob, Corruption and Baseball


I left the Star-Ledger just a little over a week ago, walking out of the newsroom with a box in hand and a round of applause from my colleagues. I think it's the greatest gesture a journalist gets, and of course, it makes leaving the newspaper business all that much harder.

I think that's why I got out of Newark pretty quickly that day. But after a weekend of hanging around the house, I was right back in Jersey, visiting the Shore on Monday.

Island Beach State Park (http://www.islandbeachnj.org/) was incredible. The sun and warm surf were just right, and I loved the setting against a backdrop of sand dunes. We left afterwards for the boardwalk in seaside (both the Heights, http://www.seaside-heightsnj.org/, and the Park, http://www.seasideparknj.org/). I recommend the Casino Pier (http://www.casinopiernj.com/) over Funtown Pier (http://www.funtownpier.com/).

Casino's bigger, and the rides are better. It has a beautiful carousel, and Stillwalk Manor, a haunted house, is actually scary. Funtown has a huge ferris wheel, visible for miles, but other than that, the rides are lackluster. The Comet coaster pleased my thrill-seeking kids, but the Sponge Bob ride, a sort of funhouse, was very disappointing. My 7-year-old daughter and I got off calling it, "Sponge Bob rip-off!"

For snacks we had cotton candy and Kohr's frozen custard. I recommend mint. And for dinner, we had sliders at White Castle's on Route 37 in Toms River. From there, we stopped off in Lakewood, to see the old Ortega homestead. Our former house is once again up for sale (http://www.remax-nj.com/remaxnj/modules/internet/search/includes/mapsearch/listingpopup.asp?mlsid=211&mlsnumber=20923916&l=y). Sadly, most of the neighbors we knew are all gone.

We also stopped at St. Mary of the Lake cemetery (http://www.stmaryofthelake.org/) to visit the graves of my parents, and an old friend, Bob Romano.

The shore is such a contrast to north Jersey. Nothing quite as urban as Newark. Not even Asbury Park, which seems to be picking up, albeit slowly. The beach there too is very nice.

I went right to work at my new job in Hoboken on Wednesday, and spent the remainder of the week studying everything I could about hedge funds, which I'll be writing about for a corporate newsletter. I also abandoned my car for the train ride into Hoboken. It was long, but quite a switch from driving. I did more reading than I've been able to all year.

Hoboken is extraordinary. So many stores. So many restaurants. So picturesque. So affluent. It's so easy to spend money there. A big difference from Newark.

I've not spoken much to the folks at Newark's city hall or at the Ledger since my departure. All were a bit busy with several shootings. Hoboken got crazy too with this week's North Jersey corruption scandal (http://www.nj.com/news/index.ssf/2009/07/peter_cammarano_iii_portrayed.html). Ironically, I'm at the new job just two days, and the mayor gets nabbed by the feds! Hoboken's city hall is right around the corner from my office too.

I did return to Newark on Friday, to see the Bears play the Southern Maryland Blue Crabs (http://www.newarkbears.com/gamecenter/gamerecap/). My family came too, and we sat in a sky box, with food included, as part of a corporate invite. The company that invited us is a printing firm, based in Newark for 25 years.

It was a fun time, with fireworks over the Passaic River at the end of the game. It's a nice image of Newark to hold on to. However, there's a lot more to New Jersey's largest city, beyond the rockets and explosions.

I didn't do enough to write about the city, in only seven months on the beat. I wish I could have done more. And I do miss it.

This will be my last posting on this blog. Thanks for reading.

Ralph Ortega

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Newark developer Tony Gomes

I interviewed Tony Gomes yesterday, after the developer agreed to drop three lawsuits he filed against the Newark Housing Authority (http://www.nj.com/news/index.ssf/2009/07/newark_developer_drops_lawsuit.html). Tony sued about three years ago after the authority refused to take possession of a 56-unit development he built, because of alleged deficiencies. He said he wasn't happy with the settlement, which paid him what he was promised, $8.7 million, because it had cost him much more money to build the complex and fight the authority. He said he originally wanted more than $18 million in damages, but agreed to settle because he couldn't afford the legal fight any more. Gomes said he's broke, and that he'll use the settlement to pay off his loans. The authority, meanwhile, will likely sink another $3 million to address its concerns, including design flaws in the construction, and get the units occupied by next year.
Gomes was very open to discussing the situation. He's Angolan, in his 50s, and has kept his office in Newark for three decades. He said his name meant, "quality," before the authority balked at accepting the development. "Now I just want my reputation back," he told me.
The Star-Ledger did do an investigation that found Gomes, the authority and city had issues going into the project. Gomes also had then, and still has a friend in state Sen. Ron Rice (D-Essex), who used to work for the developer, and continued working for him after he became deputy mayor under Sharpe James. Rice said he didn't see a conflict, but quit his job as a vice president in Gomes's company because people had expressed concerns. Rice also said his relationship with Gomes was used as a political weapon against him when he ran for mayor in 2006, and for re-election to the senate in the following year. Rice said the Gomes project ran into difficulties because of his relationship to the developer. "Tony was hurt because he's my friend," Rice said.
Unfortunately, with this story on my plate yesterday, and a Sunday story in the works, I couldn't attend the youth tribute to Michael Jackson at Military Park last night (http://www.nj.com/newark/index.ssf/2009/07/newark_idol_returns_with_tribu.html).

Friday, July 3, 2009

So long since my last post, and soon so long to Newark

I've had a whirlwind couple of weeks, which is why I haven't updated the blog. I went off to attend a journalism conference in Puerto Rico, returned home to an unpaid, furlough from work, which left me with a lot of time to catch up on housekeeping at home. Time for self-appraisal too.

I will soon be reaching the end of my time at the Star-Ledger, a job that I've enjoyed very much for 4 1/2 years. But it's time to move on. I've accepted a business writing position for a subscription newsletter in Hoboken, and will start there later this month. It's a stable job, about a timely subject.

Before then, I'll have a couple weeks left in Newark, and look forward to writing a few more blog entries about my experiences in the city, and with it's people.

For now, I'll include one small disappointing note: I drove over the Jackson Street Bridge on Wednesday, and noticed trash floating in the Passaic River. Now, that's no surprise. But it was still a sad sight.

I grew up in New York, during a time that you'd never think about swimming in the Hudson or East Rivers. Both were green, and allegedly very dirty. Well, that's changed now. Just look at how many people actually ride kayaks along the water.

I hope the same will be true for Newark's river. School children already have braved the water in boats they built in school this spring, and the city has plans for creating a waterfront park in the Ironbound. However, it will take time before the river is a healthy place again. It's contaminated from a years of industrial waste, and of course, garbage.